Li Zicheng didn't have much time left for Zhu Cihong.

The Donggong guard battalion fought several victories, and moved into Ruzhou City with high morale. Although Li Zicheng's army advanced for dozens of miles, the price paid was a large number of casualties and declining morale. If it weren't for the fact that the number of people on both sides was too great, Xiao Mo even wanted to counterattack a game to expand the results.

In this time of grabbing out with his life, Zhang Shiqi completed the field clean-up work two days in advance, except for a few wealthy families who proposed fewer land property registrations, other families have said that the latest version is "indeed correct".

Zhang Shiqi also got the letter of appointment of the "Governor of Henan Prefecture" issued by the East Palace, as well as the temporary casting of the copper seal. The reason why it is Henan Mansion is because in the administrative division of the Ming Dynasty, Luoyang is only a county, and it is the seat of Henan Prefecture. However, since the establishment of Henan Jiangbei Province in the Yuan Dynasty, Henan has become the name of Henan Province, if it is easy to cause misunderstanding if it is called Henan Mansion again, so it is called the name of the government on behalf of the government, and only the specific name will be marked on the paper "Henan Mansion".

"Okay, the field maps of the thirteen counties in this prefecture have been drawn." Zhang Shiqi specially found a painter in Luoyang, drew a huge map of Henan Province, marked the mountains, forests and rivers, and then filled in the status of the fields submitted by the scribe and approved by the powerful family.

"Unfold!" Zhang Shiqi's arm slowly opened, making people pull up the big map.

Hou Fangyu was surprised to find that most of the top of this masterpiece were vacant.

Henan is located in Zhongzhou, which is the most mature area developed in the past 3,000 years, and many barren mountains have been irrigated into fertile fields. At that time, Emperor Wanli built the Fuwang Domain in Luoyang, which was a prosperous place in the Central Plains. The 20,000 hectares of fertile land that Zheng Guifei asked for for her son could not be made up at that time, so she still found other places from Huguang and Anhui and included them in the fields of Fufanzhuang.

And now there are so many open spaces! It looks like it's almost one-to-one with the Lord's field!

Concealment of acres has reached such a rampant point!

"What is the intention of the Ming Mansion?" Hou Fangyu muttered quietly.

A student who came from Ruyang next to him had a sharp ear and said with a smile: "This is the old method of our Fuzun." Sell land. ”

"Selling land?" Hou Fangyu was stunned for a moment, and then came to his senses: "If there is no mark on this map, it will be sold empty?" ”

"Nature." The scribe laughed and said, "Otherwise, how could they write conclusively in black and white!" ”

Hou Fangyu couldn't help but shudder, and instantly understood what the ancients called "shuddering". Of course, it's also very cold right now.

The scribes and powerful families only thought that the prince came to collect grain, but they didn't expect that the prince had such a ruthless old man under him. It turned out to be a salary from the bottom of the kettle!

"Aren't you afraid of the troubles?" Hou Fangyu asked in a low voice.

"In terms of reasoning, we are selling ownerless wasteland; In terms of reasonableness, we also gave them the opportunity to confess; On legal principles, our Royal Highness is a personal expedition on behalf of the Son of Heaven, with the Dragon Festival and Shang Fang in hand, what is it called? That is called the one who sees the king! If they dare to talk nonsense to His Highness, they are bullying the king! Not to mention selling him two pieces of land, it is light to raid his house and kill his head! ”

Hou Fangyu is a smart person, listening to these murderous words. had to echo: "Indeed, this lawsuit can't be defeated even in front of the Son of Heaven." What they recognized themselves, the government didn't force them. But...... What if the wealthy family refuses to bid, and outsiders dare not buy? ”

"Hehe, do you think the Hao clan is all monolithic?" The scribe smiled proudly: "When we were in Ruyang, those people also walked around behind their backs, and they said that everyone would not bid. The result? The deed with the big red official seal in black and white paper is placed on the desk. Which one doesn't blush when you see it? The highest piece of land was raised to thirty-five taels of silver per acre! ”

Hou Fangyu was dumbfounded. He knows that the price of land is related to feng shui, soil, and orientation. But even if Jiangnan is a land with every inch of land. On the haode fertile land, it is already a high price for 30 taels per acre. In Zhongzhou, the high-grade fertile land is only more than ten taels, and the soil quality is not haode, I am afraid that it is not even worth three or five taels.

"Exactly! Looking at the hard-won land deed, even if you want to fight privately, it will be a matter of the future. Zhang Shiqi came over with his hands behind his back and said with a smile.

Hou Fangyu nodded again and again. He was reasonable. He just thought of the wealthy families colluding with each other to fight against the government, but he forgot that there were all kinds of disputes among these powerful families. Wealthy families in the same place, even if they marry each other, there will inevitably be a dispute between water and soil. These disputes can be big or small, and the small ones turn their faces upside down. The big ones used their staffs, and they all wrote them down in their own small books.

If outsiders come in, these powerful people will inevitably form an alliance. But now the government does not intervene, it is purely giving them a chance to legally obtain the coveted land. What reason do they have not to take the bait?

"But this time time the time is pressing, we can't use the highest price again." Zhang Shiqi said with a smile: "This time, we will set the real price, and whoever gives the money will sell it to whomever it wants." ”

Hou Fangyu asked: "At that time, if everyone is competing to buy good land, and no one buys the land, what should be done?" ”

"It's already tied up when the plot is divided." Zhang Shiqi said with a smile: "Is it really that the old man is a winter baking gentleman, the county records of each county have long been rotten in the old man's stomach." ”

The county chronicles will not indicate whose fields are good, but they will clearly write down how many people have been raised, where they live, and the direction of the county...... Through these clues, Zhang Shiqi can easily judge the location of the good land in which direction, and randomly match some middle fields, lower fields, and sandy loam soils, and those wealthy families will not be too careful.

And the price is really ridiculously low.

All plots of land are sold at the price of three taels of silver per mu, regardless of whether they are good or bad.

Even if you buy sandy loam, this price is not a loss. What's more, in the fields auctioned this time, King Fu's farmland accounted for the majority. That's the fat that makes many people's eyes red? Now once it is thrown, you can imagine the attitude of those hungry wolves to swallow it.

Hou Fangyu saw that Zhang Shiqi was already confident, and his colleagues seemed to be very familiar with this business, so he didn't say more, but just watched attentively. There will be no impermeable walls in this mansion, and not long after this large map was hung out, there were many rumors on the market, and for a while, the side door of the prefect's yamen was full of subordinate officials who came to ask for the truth.

Now that the market knows about it, there is no concealment within the East Palace system.

Zhang Shiqi was still a little apprehensive when he did this business in Ruyang that day, and later wrote down the story and the results in the book and submitted it to the prince, and got the endorsement of the crown prince.

Wu Fu is not Mr. Morality, but he is also a little entangled in this kind of naked occupation of private property.

"If it's the Imperial History......" Wu Fu asked carefully.

"Goshi will be sensible." Zhu Cihong smiled, believing that Li Banghua could help him suppress those ignorant imperial histories.

"That Sect Mansion......" Wu Fu asked again.

"If you don't mention it, I'll forget that." Zhu Cihong said disapprerovingly: "When Mr. was the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, did he pay attention to this yamen? ”

At the beginning of the country, Emperor Taizu Gao set up a large sect of the main courtyard, and the rank was a product. In the twenty-second year of Hongwu, it was changed to Zongren's Mansion, and the prince served as Zongzheng Ling, Zongzheng, and Zongren. It is mainly responsible for the affairs of the clan and relatives, and later it is to compile and revise the genealogy, and there is no longer the power to mediate the internal affairs of the clan.

Strictly speaking, Zhu Cihong has no right to dispose of the assets of Fuwangfu. It's just that now Fu Shizi has fled to Anhui, and I don't know where it is. Zhu Cihong led the army, there was a supervisor in command by his side, and Shang Fangjian and Dragon Jie were in hand, who dared to say a word to him? Don't say that Fu Shizi is just a prince, even if he inherits the title of Fu Fan and becomes the new Fu King, doesn't he still have to perform the monarch and courtesy when he sees the East Palace?

Besides, Luoyang is up and down, inside and out, who doesn't want to legally occupy the land occupied by King Fu?

The so-called upper and lower people who want the same win, it is the present!

"Those who dare to buy land are sophisticated." Zhu Cihong couldn't help but snort: "Knowing that Li Chuang is coming, he won't attack them, so he can buy it with peace of mind!" Although Zhang Shiqi's method was faster, it was too cheap for the group of rebellious ministers and thieves. ”

Wu Fu also felt unwilling.

Since Li Zicheng occupied Xiangyang, the strategic goal has become clearer. Whoever conquered the great city and the important places of the city were divided into three heaps. One is the clan, the second is the civil and military officials, and the third is the common people. They killed the clan, confiscated the family property, and replenished the military expenses; Then he incorporated civil and military officials to enrich his rule; For the common people, they sell favors and sell well, neither collect grain nor taxes, and when the grain is abundant, they will open warehouses and put rice.

This is the simple idea of class struggle!

The court newspaper said that the thieves slaughtered and plundered fiercely, which was a record from the standpoint of the clan and officials, but it did not affect the general psychology of the people who were willing to follow the thieves.

These powerful families in Luoyang know that the thieves will not embarrass the people, as long as they do not wear the hat of "clan", they can be safe and sound, and naturally dare to take over the land.

……

"Master, since we have already received the news from Ruyang, why don't we report more land?"

Looking at the confused eyes of his children and grandchildren, Master Liao looked up to the sky and was silent, but his heart was full of worries about his family. He sighed and glanced at the full house of children and grandchildren. Although he is not as good as seven sons and eight sons-in-law, his five sons have all grown up, and his three daughters are all married to large families, and the only thing that worries him is that there are no people among his children and grandchildren who can take charge of the family business.

"Because the knife is in other people's hands, if you don't play according to other people's rules, people won't take us to play." An abrupt voice came from the back row.

Just listening to this tone is vulgar and unliterate, and it is obvious that you haven't read well. The Liao family has only produced two people in the last five generations, and they have always been very concerned about the education of their children, but they turned out to be very sad. However, at this moment, this rude and almost rude answer brought a touch of color to Master Liao's heart.

The child can be taught!

"Who said that!" Master Liao asked loudly.

"It's me." A beating voice came out, and the crowd parted on both sides, only to see a young man who was not good-looking standing in place, bowing to Master Liao: "Grandson Liao Xing kowtows to grandpa." (To be continued......)

PS: Sorry, it's late today.